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The third Deuice.

The third Deuice is a Forlorne Castle, built close to the little Conduit in Cheap-side, by which as the Throne of Vertue comes neerer and neerer, there appeare aboue (on the battlements) Enuy, as chiefe Commandresse of that infernall Place, and euery part of it guarded with persons representing all those that are fellowes and followers of Enuy: As Ignorance, Sloth, Oppression, Disdaine, &c. Enuy her selfe being attired like a Fury, her haire full of Snakes, her countenance pallid, meagre and leane, her body naked, in her hand a knot of Snakes, crawling and writhen about her arme.

The rest of her litter are in as vgly shapes as the Dam, euery one of thē being arm'd with black bowes, & arrows ready to bee shot at Vertue. At the gates of this Fort of Furies, stand Ryot and Calumny, in the shapes of Gyants, with clubs, who offer to keep back the Chariot of Vertue,

and to stop her passage. All the rest likewise on the battlements offering to discharge their blacke Artillery at her: but she onely holding vp her bright shield, dazzles them, and confounds them, they all on a sudden shrinking in their heads, vntill the Chariot be past, and then all of them appearing againe: their arrowes, which they shoote vp into the aire, breake there out in fire-workes, as hauing no power to do wrong to so sacred a Deity as Vertue.

This caue of Monsters stands fixed to the Conduit, in which Enuie onely breathes out her poyson to this purpose.

The speech of Enuy.
Envy.
Adders shoote, hysse speckled Snakes;
Sloth craule vp, see Oppression wakes;
(Baine to learning) Ignorance
Shake thy Asses eares, Disdaine, aduance
Thy head Luciferan: Ryot split
Thy ribbes with curses: Calumny spit
Thy rancke-rotten gall vp: See, See, See,
That Witch, whose bottomelesse Sorcery
Makes fooles runne mad for her; that Hag
For whom your Dam pines, hangs out her flag
Our Den to ransacke: Vertue, that whoere;
See, see, how braue shee's, I am poore.

Vertve.
On, on, the beames of Vertue, are so bright,
They dazle Enuy, on: the Hag's put to flight.

Envy.
Snakes, from your virulent spawne ingender
Dragons, that may peece-meale rend her,
Adders shoote your stings like quils
Of Porcupines, (Stiffe) hot Aetnean hils
Vomit sulphure to confound her,
Fiendes and Furies (that dwell vnder)
Lift hell gates from their hindges: come
You clouen-foote-broode of Barrathrum,
Stop, stay her, fright her, with your shreekes,
And put fresh bloud in Enuies cheekes.

Vertve.
On, on, the beames of Vertue, are so bright,
They dazle Enuy: on the Hag's put to flight.

Omnes.
Shoote, Shoote, &c. All that are with Enuy.

Either during this speech, or else when it is done, certaine Rockets flye vp into the aire; The Throne of Vertue passing on still, neuer staying, but speaking still those her two last lines, albeit, shee bee out of the hearing of Enuy: and the other of Enuies Faction, crying still, shoote, shoote, but seeing they preuaile not, all retire in, and are not seene till the Throne comes backe againe.

And this concludes this Triumphant assault of Enuy: her conquest is to come.